[He listens to her. He listens and ok, it made sense that she didn't think applied to her. She doesn't believe that it could be hers after all. His future son's own timeline was one where he didn't live, so it made sense if she already had knowledge about time travel. A space bee, honestly. A very strange and absurd scenario, but he understands her point.
And if he doubted for a second that maybe, just maybe she didn't actually care for him, that her timeline was so far gone that they weren't even going to ever be together, her rant shoved it away. Telling him things he already knew, putting her words and ideas into a thought flow that he already understood, though didn't always find logical- yes, it was her. This was the same woman who never failed to always worry about how she looked, determined to show up anyone otherwise to prove that she was indeed the best, beautiful, and someone to be respected. Someone just as stubborn and arrogant as he was, and he knew it.]
[And she starts crying, and he's not entire sure what to do at first. He considers moving to her, but she might just get angry and push him away, since it seemed to him she already didn't want to look at him and see someone who really cared about her. And he just doesn't know how to express it either. It's almost if he does he thinks that it will just make her cry more and not really solve anything. So he doesn't move. He watches her cry and just...doesn't move. Doesn't say anything. Not yet, at least. He has to stand up, he can't sit here, it's making him restless now. So he silently gets up, and walks over to the window, looking out at Luceti, cursing everything about it now. He couldn't hate this place more than what he did at the moment.]
I already knew all that. [He looks over from his place at the window.] And I'm not surprised at all to hear that once again you're having so much trouble with having to wait for your prince to come. Haven't you ever heard of the phrase "some things are worth waiting for?" Well you want to know something? I'm right here. And I'm looking at you now. And maybe, just maybe, for the time we spend here, as much of a complete side show it might be with all its freaks and clowns, that I can at least show you what I can't show you back in your time.
Yes, you have to wait. There's a lot of things that need to take place in order for me to finally come home to you. But you're not doing yourself any good by breaking down and acting like having someone now who actually cares about you is so awful just because it hasn't happened to you yet. Would you rather have instead of some loser who constantly hurts you and leaves you alone? You don't think I don't know what he did to you? I should have pounded him into the ground ages ago. I still want to blast him into oblivion, but I promised you I wouldn't hurt him because you got over it and you're just friends.
[He turns, looking back outside.] Either way, I can't make you accept this new life you have before you. But after all that I don't believe for a second that you don't love me as much as I love you in return. All I ask is that you at least give it a chance.
[He can't really look at her right now. He's half expecting her to just walk out on him.]
[March 16th, Action]
And if he doubted for a second that maybe, just maybe she didn't actually care for him, that her timeline was so far gone that they weren't even going to ever be together, her rant shoved it away. Telling him things he already knew, putting her words and ideas into a thought flow that he already understood, though didn't always find logical- yes, it was her. This was the same woman who never failed to always worry about how she looked, determined to show up anyone otherwise to prove that she was indeed the best, beautiful, and someone to be respected. Someone just as stubborn and arrogant as he was, and he knew it.]
[And she starts crying, and he's not entire sure what to do at first. He considers moving to her, but she might just get angry and push him away, since it seemed to him she already didn't want to look at him and see someone who really cared about her. And he just doesn't know how to express it either. It's almost if he does he thinks that it will just make her cry more and not really solve anything. So he doesn't move. He watches her cry and just...doesn't move. Doesn't say anything. Not yet, at least. He has to stand up, he can't sit here, it's making him restless now. So he silently gets up, and walks over to the window, looking out at Luceti, cursing everything about it now. He couldn't hate this place more than what he did at the moment.]
I already knew all that. [He looks over from his place at the window.] And I'm not surprised at all to hear that once again you're having so much trouble with having to wait for your prince to come. Haven't you ever heard of the phrase "some things are worth waiting for?" Well you want to know something? I'm right here. And I'm looking at you now. And maybe, just maybe, for the time we spend here, as much of a complete side show it might be with all its freaks and clowns, that I can at least show you what I can't show you back in your time.
Yes, you have to wait. There's a lot of things that need to take place in order for me to finally come home to you. But you're not doing yourself any good by breaking down and acting like having someone now who actually cares about you is so awful just because it hasn't happened to you yet. Would you rather have instead of some loser who constantly hurts you and leaves you alone? You don't think I don't know what he did to you? I should have pounded him into the ground ages ago. I still want to blast him into oblivion, but I promised you I wouldn't hurt him because you got over it and you're just friends.
[He turns, looking back outside.] Either way, I can't make you accept this new life you have before you. But after all that I don't believe for a second that you don't love me as much as I love you in return. All I ask is that you at least give it a chance.
[He can't really look at her right now. He's half expecting her to just walk out on him.]